And Xu Lang, who was far from controlling his internal breath as an arm, also began to feel the true energy rushing in his body, his body stiffened for a while.

Suddenly, the kick that made Xu Lang's memory fresh appeared in Xu Lang's eyes again.

"No!" he yelled in his heart, but helplessly, his moves were already old, and the backlash of internal energy made him fall into a stiff body and it was difficult to respond in time.

Therefore, the result was that Xu Lang, who was trying to be shameful, was kicked into the stomach by Hanyu Xiaotian again, and flew back down the same path...

"what?"

Many people who saw this scene showed expressions of surprise. Even President Yu and Vice President Chen, who had the highest level of cultivation and vision, did not see the martial arts used by Han Yu Xiaotian. They just guessed that this is a very clever footwork, not to mention Yu Qing and others.

Before Xu Lang was kicked into the air, Xu Ming had already flew up to catch his son.

"Langer!"

Xu Ming quickly fed Xu Lang a pill, and then probed it slightly. He couldn't help but look ugly. Xu Lang was even worse this time. Not only was his internal organs shattered again, but even Qihai Dantian was seriously injured. , Even if healed, his martial artist's level would drop by one or even several levels.

"What a ruthless junior, dare to take such a heavy blow to my son! Today, Xu Ming, I will teach you a lesson for your grown-up!"

After calming down his son's injury, Xu Ming flew towards Han Yu with a smile.

"Tarshan Eighteen Plates!"

Xu Ming's martial arts is impressively inherited from the ancient Chinese Taishan school boxing technique.

Taishan Eighteen Pans was originally a famous Taishan school in the past. The terrain at the eighteen pans at the lower eighteen pans of the three gates of Taishan Mountain is extremely steep, so the terrain is integrated into the martial arts. The more dangerous it is, the martial arts moves become more and more fierce, which is similar to the "Bagua swimming palm" of the Bagua Gate.

And because Taishan’s “eighteen reams” are divided into “slow eighteen and tight eighteen”, one step is higher than one step, which means that “the future generations see the predecessors’ footsteps, and the predecessors see the future generations. Then it slowly tightened, turning straight, twisting and twisting.

At this time, Xu Ming used the internal energy cultivation base of the eighth-level martial artist to increase the power of this martial arts.

But seeing the vigor that twists and turns like a winding mountain road, as Xu Ming's palms continue to wield, under the hood towards Hanyu Xiaotian, the strong wind pressure is almost suffocating.

"Once the eighteenth reel of Mount Tai covers a person, it can be said that there is almost no possibility for the locked person to get out! The magical footwork that this person just performed may also be difficult to make merits.

Xu Ming saw the magic of the opponent's footwork, so he wanted to use this trick to force the opponent to head-on. Sure enough, Jiang was still hot! "

Yu Miao is obviously familiar with Xu Ming's tricks, and he also wants to see how this somewhat arrogant junior can escape the killer Xu Ming specially prepared for him.

The eighteenth game of Taishan is naturally not in the eyes of Han Yu Xiaotian, and Han Yu Xiaotian is not particularly concerned about the inner strength of the eighth-level martial artist. If he wants to hide, with his supernatural powers to "shrink the ground into an inch", Xu Ming absolutely can't help it he.

But this time Hanyu Xiaotian had a new idea. Looking at the strength of the eighteen links under the hood, Hanyu Xiaotian laughed softly~

"Is Taishan Eighteen Plates? Interesting! What will happen to you if you meet Taishan?"